We are that feeling

how a 'dream-come-true' looks like

A mid-week break

*3.01 pm* Celebrating Independence Day with some rescued cats at the Cat Cafe Studio as 'Willow' sits on my laptop and demands cuddles. Cat Cafe Studio I have been extremely busy at work but last weekend was fun. I hung out with a lot of friends, had a sleep-out in my car after watching Scary … Continue reading A mid-week break

what am I even doing?

*06.15 pm* I really need to vent out today. Last week I bought my domain (finally!), now I just have to figure out the hosting, transfer, etc. Basically, the tech stuff which I'm clueless about and don't want to end up spending more than I should. So here's a public announcement - Developers Wanted (preferable … Continue reading what am I even doing?

There’s always a first

It was a hot Summer day. She had just gotten home after a nasty fight with her bench-partner at school. Her little finger was bleeding from a small cut and the black satin ribbon from her ponytail was untangled, messing up her hair. She was angry, and sweating. So she dumped her bag on the … Continue reading There’s always a first

a day in the life of…

It was just one of those mornings when you want to sleep in for 5 extra minutes. No matter how many times the alarm goes off, you snooze and pull the blanket over your head. Just 5 more minutes, you tell yourself. But the half-asleep mind doesn't realize when 5 becomes 15 and the schedule … Continue reading a day in the life of…

looking back at 2018, a year full of lessons

*5 am* nights are getting quite chilly here in Mumbai...and my cold is back! ___ I read a quote on Instagram yesterday which was related to on a deeper level. It goes - “It is so disturbing to think back & realize the stuff you allowed people to do to you simply because you didn't … Continue reading looking back at 2018, a year full of lessons

out of the world

Lean, tanned and sweaty, a man I uncomfortably stood beside had been staring at the ladies compartment of the train we were in for a long time. I felt disgusted with his behaviour. I was about to ask him to stop staring when he reached to his mobile and opened a recent chat. As a … Continue reading out of the world

lovers

Exposing their hearts,
with letters written on the wall.

another universe for us

(art work by Rose Wong) I would like to imagine a parallel universe for us.

you are where you want to be

The infamous Kübler-Ross model says that there are five stages of grief. From Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression and Acceptance, it could be a long journey. The intensity or the sequence might differ from person to person. But, no matter what stage you're at, the decision is in your hands, or more specifically, on your own … Continue reading you are where you want to be

A letter from my Earth boyfriend

Dear Mangi, It has been so long. I miss you. It is a weird world here. India is just a part of it but it is so huge and full of life that I feel India is itself the Earth. But I met a man with big round spectacles and he told me there are … Continue reading A letter from my Earth boyfriend

crinkles of love

Day 1: Dry and cold November arrived and I was eager to see you. You were warm around my vulnerabilities and it felt like home. Around you, it wasn’t an effort. Things happened naturally and you made promises. Promises I didn’t want to believe but I always did. And then it had to fade because … Continue reading crinkles of love

Evolution, they call it.

Found this interesting write up in the archives of my mail box. It is so apt, I had to share it.

Heartbreaks

You have called me at 4. So, I get ready by sliding into my favourite pair of jeans and a plain white t-shirt. I decide to keep the hair loose, apply a little kohl in the eye and grab a brown leather bag. It is carrying nothing but it completes the look. I like how … Continue reading Heartbreaks

Unposted..Unanswered..

I stop at your door, I ponder over the thought of entering. But like every day, I fight the feelings and decide to go in. As I take a step inside, countless thoughts flood my mind. It’s you in every picture.  I wonder why you have left me, alone, wounded, and crying. It is worse … Continue reading Unposted..Unanswered..